[It's really not fair that Asura is oh so devoted to his lost love. Venti has to pout as he lets his eyes wander over Asura's lazy position. Those nice arms are being wasted on not hugging someone or crushing someone. Him- in particular. Huff.

He takes a generous sip of his wine.]

I'll have to agree. [He sighs.] Hmmm... As for the god of mountains? He might show up sooner or later. Or perhaps he's already sulking around. I can't be too sure.

[What a vague answer that answers nothing.]